| Float from the balcony
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| We ride the pine top swells
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| Down from the old hotel
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| On the Lake of Silver Bells
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| Leading is lonely
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| When you’re dancing through derisions
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| So much left for giving
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| In the year of the living dangerously happy
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| On the Lake of Silver Bells
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| Light flickers by
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| A hundred suns hehind the trees
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| Melts us in a lullaby
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| Our eyelids are like movie screens
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| And we close our eyes
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| And feel the warmth come into frame
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| We close our eyes
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| Until our dreamsbecome one and the same
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| So much left for giving
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| In the year of living dangerously happy
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| On the Lake of Silver Bells
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| We dance across till we drop
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| The bells keep time and never stop
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| We sleep and we wake
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| To muffled chimes out on the lake
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| We dance across till we drop
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| The bells keep time and never stop
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| We sleep and we wake
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| On the Lake of Silver Bells
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| W’ve reached a secret place
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| To rest and reconcile
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| We close our eyes
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| The only change is no change for a while
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| We’ll buy the old hotel
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| And we will make this place our own
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| And fill each room with sons and daughters
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| And never be alone
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| Looking passed the love you face
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| You miss the place you never had
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| But what you need’s not just the dream
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| But somethings on the other end
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| Wake up. |
| Wake up. |
| Wake up.
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| You’re much too fast asleep |